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Another Teaser from The Soul of the Witch - Chapter Seven

7/15/2014

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Thanks for all the emails about yesterday's teaser. If you didn't get to read it, you still can over at this post.

Just for fun, I thought I would give you another sneak peek of The Soul of the Witch.

Be sure to watch for more teasers coming this week as I count down to the release! Also please comment on this post or on Facebook and let me know what you think about the teasers!

Now just for fun...


The Soul of the Witch - Chapter Seven

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Janesa screamed and sat up in the bed. She gasped for air as her chest tightened and a sticky sweat broke out on her forehead.

Air...I can’t breathe...

She clutched at the blankets and tried to calm herself. She was safe. Her eyes darted around at her familiar room with the clothes scattered over the floor and an empty tequila bottle on the nightstand. She was safe. There was no car. There was no water.

It was just a dream...Just a dream...I’m okay...It’s all okay...

There were hurried footsteps in the hall and a pounding at her bedroom door.

“You okay?” Devan called from the other side.

“Yeah,” she said though her throat ached with the effort.

Devan opened the door and peeked her tousled head inside, “Are you sure?”

“It was just a nightmare,” she whispered hoarsely as she ran her hands through her hair. “I didn’t mean to wake you up.”

Devan opened the door wider, she wore almost the same shorts and tank as Janesa. She didn’t wait for an invitation, crossing the darkened room and taking a seat at the foot of the bed. She pulled her legs up and crossed them under herself.

“It must be the night for it,” Devan said with a sigh. “I was having one too. I woke up just before you screamed.”

“It’s probably the tequila.” Janesa mumbled as she crossed her arms, thinking again about the dream and feeling her chest tighten and the urge to fight for air.

For a moment neither of them spoke, they simply sat there silent and waiting. Down the hall, from the kitchen, came the hum of the refrigerator and a rushing sound as the icemaker filled with water. Janesa wondered why everything always seemed louder at night and even more so just after a nightmare.

Even though Janesa knew it was just a dream, she was grateful to have Devan there for company while she tried to shake off the effects of it.

It just seemed so real...

“They always do,” Devan said as if Janesa had spoken.

Devan rubbed at her eyes with long fingers and yawned.

“I’ll tell you mine, if you tell me yours.” She suggested, with a stretch of her arms.

Janesa hesitated. It was just a nightmare, but she almost felt as if talking about it and saying aloud would make it seem even more real than it already did. Maybe she would be better off just trying to go back to sleep.

“You know that never works,” Devan said.

“What?”

“Trying to go back to sleep.”

Janesa felt a chill go up her spine, “I didn’t say anything.”

Devan paled. “Oh...Sorry.”

“The weird just keeps coming, doesn’t it?”

“Yeah,” Devan agreed with a shaky laugh. “It does.”

Janesa shivered again. “Still want to hear about my dream?”

Devan nodded.

“Well,” Janesa sighed. “I was in this car, but I wasn’t exactly me.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean I was me, but I was different. I was like this other me.”

Devan nodded, “Okay a you that’s not you, but it’s still you. It makes perfect sense.”

“Do you want to hear about it or not?”

“Sorry.”

Janesa looked down and smoothed the rumpled covers, “Okay, so I’m driving this old time car and I was going really fast. I mean I could see the steering wheel and the weird old dash. I’m driving and then there were these lights and--”

“You crashed.”

She looked up at Devan then and saw the almost terrified expression her friend’s face. She felt a tingle running up her arms, “How did you know that?”

Devan didn’t answer her. Instead, she just kept the odd expression on her face. “And there was water.”

“Yes.”

“And you couldn’t breathe.”

Janesa nodded, “I was so cold and then...”

“And then you were just gone.”

“Exactly! How did you know that?”

Devan shrugged, “I don’t know. You started talking and then it was like I could just see it or something.”

“What do you think it means?”

Devan got up and went to the door, reaching out and picking up the empty bottle from the nightstand.

“It probably means we shouldn’t drink so much tequila right before bed.”

Janesa smiled and let out a relieved sigh. “You’re probably right.”

“Are you going to be okay?”

“Yeah.”

Devan closed the door and Janesa lay back in her bed and starred up at the ceiling. What the hell was happening to them?


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